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The Man on the Flying Trapeze

Spike Jones

The Greatest Hits [Red Skye]

2014

Once I was happy but now I'm forlorn
Like an old coat that is tattered and torn
Left in this wide world to weep and to mourn 
Betrayed by a maid

Edgy eggs and queuing cumbers
Rudely wakened from their slumbers
Time has come again for slaughter
On the lawns by still cam waters
It's a slaughter,

the melody go high
Booming bass blasting past and fittin' to make someone cry
Club life, street life, spittin' lyrics and hear rhymes go by
New sounds, fresh

Christmas is coming everybody is running on a shopping spree
Gifts for eachother, for their fathers and mother and perhaps for me
Faces almost

of love, our story lost in time (yeah-yeah)
But I won't let go, I'll keep fighting for what was (oh-oh-oh)
Even if these memories are worn and tattered by

Perhaps the time will show us
Just how much we have screwed up 
By then I'm sure you will be too late 
To think about sorting things out

We didn't

the case, you have to go back to the time ten years ago
When the young Norman murdered his mother and her lover
Matricide: perhaps, the most unbearable crime

Took a train to the city, Friday night
Five in the group to the night time high
We stay ourselves, we stay ourselves to get by
Strange manoeuvres in

Years are turning forward while we watch the minutes die
I wonder if you're out there thriving or just getting by
We bathed our skin in sunlight

punk or perhaps groups like Black Sabbath.) 
Theeeeeere's ev-i-de-ence
Theeeeeere's ev-i-de-ence
There's evidence (evidence)
Evidence (evidence)

Unconditional Love

2Pac

Greatest Hits

1998

day I hope to make it, a player in this game
Mama don't cry, long as we try, maybe things change
Perhaps it's just a fantasy
A life where we don't

Well I've been markin' my calendar and watching the days go by alone
When minutes seem like hours I find myself wondering why but you know
There's

and empires

Crusades of blood and merciless rage


The peasants gathered and danced around the prey

Tales of war, plague and death were sung by they

Perhaps

your head at night
Perhaps where you were born, or spent half your life
Is it on the open road if you're prone to roam
Or is it in your heart, a place no

Gondry

Max Tundra

Mastered by Guy at the Exchange

2002

Michel, are you listening?
This message is for you
Perhaps you'd like to film it in that
Special way you do

Judging by your clients
It would cost

a whole situation
I never think that something can go wrong
until it’s too late to change it.

Next time I’ll do it better,
perhaps I’ll do it right
some

Leave it for another day
Perhaps I'll never have to pay
Put it on my card

I've had a vision its me in a bikini sitting by the pool sipping a martini
Far

Sometimes, sometimes
I'm convinced that we aren't quite finished yet
And sometime, sometime
Perhaps we'll talk it out

I wonder if you've changed since you

And the history books won't tell us, of how he raped and pillaged
And tried to racial cleanse, all the Native Americans
And how he killed off half the tribes by

Beginning of Sorrow

Suffocation

Breeding the Spawn

1993

The beginning of sorrow has come.
You cannot build but can destroy with what is left on earth.
Damage, now permanent, is yet enhanced day by day by

and through
Only you
And perhaps maybe we'll kiss someday

I cannot wait for our lives to collide
Can't wait to have you by my side
So that you could be mine

magic there.

Every time we add another word
Whether full of meaning or even something absurd
It takes effect somewhere
Perhaps our mind's eye
Perhaps our

The Road Not Taken
By Robert Frost
Feat. Hsein Miloud

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler,

to you
Now I'm confused because
All these doors lead back to you
But you're not the girl I thought I knew
Perhaps my vision's gone askew
By all the shit